Even if it stays behind my eyes, I can't deny. It's on my mind. This fantasy fell from heaven.

[Melusine]

"Okay, so, there's a problem with my plan.

"There's a giant wooden block like Minecraft-looking-ass thing blocking the path, and I don't have a pickaxe, you dig? It's a huge ass problem and if I had to be honest, I would ram into it with a car or something. Preferably something large, and something big, and then jump out and be like 'woohoo'.

"The issue is: where do I find a car? I really want to get in that fucking mine, and I don't care who and what stops me. I'm getting inside that fucking mine. Whether that's all or just pieces of me, I'm doing it. God damn it. Fucking Minecraft. I should have played that game more with my cousin Marianne.

"Anyways, do you believe in God? I don't. I never know why people think I'm some sort of Christian girl. Like, probably even Daniel over thinks I'm some sort of Bible basher. Which I totally get, with the whole Christmas outfit. I even got the mom joggings now. I'm totally ready to pick up my kids from PTA. Wait, not its soccer practice. I must pick up my kids.

"It's okay, I have my driver's license. I can absolutely do this."